I feel like I have been saying this all weekend, but once again the Faith & Fear guys prove they are better writers than my half-thought out sentences. Â This time it’s Jason Fry who captures the feelings in my brain as he tells another angle of The Night the Bloggers Landed. Â Again, I’m not sharing this stuff because I want you to see how cool we are, but I assume you;re at least a tiny part interested in my take as a Mets fan, and yeah being invited on the field by the Mets is very very cool. Â Here’s Jason:
Instead of lingering on the recent unpleasantness, I’d like to go back to offer my thoughts on Wednesday evening’s blogger visit to Citi Field, as chronicled by Greg here, Shannon of Mets Police here and Matthew Artus of Always Amazin’ here. I felt weirdly self-conscious as we made our way through the bowels of the stadium and out onto the green field, populated by big-as-life, honest-to-goodness Mets in pregame motley. Part of it was the oddity of the experience, of going somewhere I’d never been before except for the occasional Kids Dash or pregame event in which actual Mets were far away, instead of 18 inches from me. But another reason for my self-consciousness was that I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do or, frankly, what I wanted to do.
The rest is here.
